Jiang Zhihao could also think of this, but he couldn't refuse Wang Yingjun for this reason, he could only persuade her from the side.
Wang Yingjun saw his resistance and did not force it, saying: "If you really don't want to, forget it, I just think of things to pass the time. By the way, those two movies of yours are very good, I already
I’ve watched it several times. It was said online that an anime movie will be released soon?”
"Probably just these two days." Jiang Zhihao replied: "Do you like anime?"
"I can't say I like it, I just think it's very different from real characters. It's very powerful, very magical, and very interesting." Wang Yingjun said.
Jiang Zhihao smiled and said, "But you may not know the origin of this animation movie. Do you want me to tell you about it?"
"Okay!" Wang Yingjun nodded happily.
Jiang Zhihao said: "This movie is a series, derived from the ancient mythological novel Fengshenyan. It tells the story of the struggle between King Zhou of Shang and some gods and demons. Do you know King Zhou of Shang? About BC...
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Jiang Zhihao is a very good storyteller. He can always focus on what people are interested in.
Wang Yingjun didn't know much about these stories, but the more she heard them, she always felt like she had read them somewhere.
Perhaps, this is one of the memories I have lost.
Will you be able to remember it the more you listen to it?
In this way, one was willing to tell stories to change the topic, and the other was willing to listen to the men telling stories. The two of them talked for a long time, and they didn't give up until the sun went down.
Jiang Zhihao's mouth was dry as he spoke. He picked up the tea cup and saw that it had reached the bottom.
I don’t know how many cups of tea I drank, but I still feel thirsty.
Murong Lanyi was eating melon seeds beside her, and asked with some unfinished thoughts: "What happened next? Is Yang Jian really a monster?"
"Let's talk about it next time, let me take a break." Jiang Zhihao said.
What he is talking about is not a formal novel about the gods, but a plot based on the anime movie before the rebirth, and put together through personal understanding.
Although it is absurd, it has a few more features that modern people like compared to the formal Fengshen Romance.
In this impetuous society, absurdity has become a trend and a new idea.
Wang Yingjun got up and went into the kitchen and started cooking again.
In the vacant villa, the crowd became a little more popular because of the collision of pots and pans.
Seeing her busy in the kitchen, Jiang Zhihao felt something in his heart.
Murong Lan came over sipping melon seeds and asked: "Does this Miss Wang have a special relationship with you? I remember the leader said that the two times you asked for help were all because of her?"
Jiang Zhihao's heart skipped a beat when he was asked, "They are just friends."
"Friend?" Murong Lanyi laughed, threw down the melon seed skin, clapped her hands, and said: "I forgot to tell you, I am also a psychological master, the kind that has won awards."
She didn't say anything else, but the information about her profession made it clear that she didn't believe Jiang Zhihao's answer.
Jiang Zhihao looked at her helplessly. Is there anything else this woman can't do?
After dinner, Wang Yingjun left the villa very early.
She knew she didn't belong here, let alone this man.
To be precise, this man does not belong to her, even if the mistress is not here.
As she left, raindrops began to fall in the sky, small at first, and then gradually began to get bigger.
The dark clouds were gathering, making the already dark night even darker.
Gradually, thunder began to appear.
Jiang Zhihao sat on the sofa in the living room, subconsciously looking outside, listening to the outside world with his ears.
A few minutes later, the first thunder struck the ground, and the long dragon of thunder and lightning spanned thousands of miles. The entire night seemed to be split open, showing a short day scene.